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Food For Thought

Ahead of let us
Toss
Addressing
Whether or not
This poem is any good

Your brain
Has changed
Having read it



2/9/2019

introspectionsciencefree verse

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Sunita U.D Palawon

February 16, 2019 at 10:47 AM

Humourous indeed. :) Sunita

Gershon Wolf

February 13, 2019 at 6:49 PM

Ha, ha: What brain?! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! A psychologist's nightmare come true, I am! … Nicely done, Maureen. Like it! :) gw

Gershon Wolf

February 13, 2019 at 6:49 PM

Ha, ha: What brain?! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! A psychologist's nightmare come true, I am! … Nicely done, Maureen. Like it! :) gw

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 16, 2019 at 10:49 AM

Hee hee ;D hugs! <3

Elaine George

February 11, 2019 at 11:49 PM

Yes! Everything we read has that effect on us. Very thought provoking poem, Maureen.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 12, 2019 at 7:31 AM

Been reading up on neuroplasticity, can you tell? ;) xomo

Rhona Mcferran

February 11, 2019 at 5:17 PM

I only hope it's for the better... ;D (Clever work, LOVE it!!)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 12, 2019 at 7:30 AM

I should write a disclaimer ;) hugs & giggles! xomo

Nette Onclaud

February 10, 2019 at 9:28 AM

my head is a tossed salad most of the time, not to mention the crack of croutons... good one, maureen!..huggs

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 10, 2019 at 12:20 PM

Add a sprinkle of giggles thank you Nette! :))) xomo

Silent One

February 10, 2019 at 8:28 AM

But, I do not have a brain :) But Im feeling the change... :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 10, 2019 at 8:35 AM

... a scarecrow... with a weave

Jeff Connelly

February 10, 2019 at 2:25 AM

Maureen, I fell asleep after work' woke and submitted a poem "about" lettuce. Then I came to your pages to find this poem. As always, yours are thought provoking; as is this one. Thanks...

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

February 10, 2019 at 8:03 AM

Ah, salad must have been in the air, while you were romain'n around I was floating iceberg... ;)